The splendor that had just opened and rose was dimmed in an instant, it was not dark, there was still light in the sky, but the light was not bright, it was dark, and the light was blood-red, as if the overturned ink had eroded the soft whole piece of rice paper in an instant, but the ink was blood-red.

So although the painting is dark red, it is so dazzling, because it is as if every part of the sky is stained with blood.

"This is the Asura Blood Sea. Su Feng said coldly, as if a swordsman was introducing his sword

This is the realm of stepping into the realm of knowing fate and comprehending heaven and earth, Su Feng has been in killing all his life, born in killing, he feels that his death is naturally also killed by killing, so he feels the killing, understands the Shura, and cultivates this Shura blood sea, the killing sky.

There are two worlds in the sea of blood, one is Haoran righteousness, the other is Qingfeng, righteousness is the sword, Qingfeng is also, the two swords each open up a world, which is the domain of Ouyang Zheng and Qingfeng.

Righteousness is as majestic as the sun, brilliant above the sea of blood, like the rising sun of the sea, this is the righteousness of the gentleman, the blessing of Haoran, the benevolent are not worried, the knower is not confused, the brave are not afraid, the gentleman is three, he Ouyang is moving forward bravely.

Qingfeng is a mountain, it is straight, it is also the waist of a gentleman, a straight mountain, a straight waist, this is the sword of Qingfeng, the way of a gentleman of Qingfeng, it is always, straight can break all things, can break the Yellow River, he firmly believes!

Both of them are gentlemen, but the way of the sword is different, one understands the sword with the principle of the ancients and gentlemen, and the other cultivates the straightest sword of heaven and earth with the word "straight" in heaven and earth!

Therefore, Ouyang Zheng's sword is not worried, not confused, and not afraid!

Qingfeng only has one word "straight" to cultivate his own heart, no matter if your heaven and earth collapse, the Yellow River bursts, I stand straight out of a sword!

The principle of the sword, there is no one who is right or wrong, only who understands deeply, whose realm is strong, all roads lead to the capital, three thousand avenues, and the roads lead to the sky!

If he is a strong human being, he will definitely praise the two juniors, because they are so wonderful, they are all so blooming, like the most blooming wildflowers in the wasteland, although they are wildflowers, they bloom amazingly.

It's a pity that he is not a human being, he is a demon, the hostile of human beings, so at this time, he restrained any admiration and became very cold, so this sea of Shura blood blew wind and rained.

This rain is a little dark red, as if the very thick Linjiang red robe was instantly poured on this sea of blood to form this rain, so it feels bitter and astringent, and the embellishment of the smell of blood is even more creepy.

Haoran's righteousness was dimmed under this pouring rain that seemed to be brewing from a big red robe, and the brilliant light was stained with dark black tea stains, but at this time, Ouyang Zheng's sword was also slashed three feet away from the wind.

But it was only three feet, and it could no longer be brought closer, because there was a wide red mark in front of the gentleman's sword, and it was a sword, so wide, it was like a mountain opening axe, not only wide but also long.

This is the Shura Sword, different gentlemen's sword, different Qingfeng sword, it is a great opening and closing, just like an axe, a wide sword body, a blood-red color, you can feel the madness and killing of blood when you look at it.

Can't really get the slightest?

With a sonorous sound, the gentleman's sword was provoked, and at the moment of provocation, the slightly bent sword body straightened up again, and slashed again, this slash slashed towards Su Feng's right shoulder, as long as Su Feng wanted to hold the sword, he must be beheaded.

Because in place of the Junzi Sword, a Qingfeng reached up, and this Qingfeng resisted the Junzi Sword and resisted the body of the Shura Sword, so Ouyang Zheng and the Junzi Sword had this opportunity to cut down.

The heavens and the earth suddenly sounded, and the sea of blood surged so much that it covered all the righteous qi of the sun, covering all the heavens, as if this sea of blood was about to rush to the sky, turning into a fierce dragon, roaring and rushing in all directions.

A green peak in the sea of blood rose upright, piercing the huge waves that covered the sun, and met several hideous and bright red dragon heads.

Everything shattered, in the center of the sea of blood, the Shura sword was raised upward, the Shura sword body was too wide, the Qingfeng sword could withstand the Shura sword but could not withstand the Shura sword was too wide, slightly raised, the Shura sword did not pass the shoulders of the wind, and met the brave man who was not afraid, like a huge mountain, like a war hammer, like a thunderous sword.

"Huh?"

Su Feng took a step back, and doubts naturally came out of his mouth, he was puzzled, and he was puzzled that a sword had been pierced on his right shoulder at this time, and it was the sword that was as sharp as Qingfeng.

Although the Qingfeng sword was sharp, it only pierced the flesh and did not pierce the bones, because the Shura sword was too big, and the sword body turned to pick up this strange sword like the wind and sharp as a peak.

Although this sword did not stab the imaginary damage, it at least represents one thing, the two can stab the wind, if they can stab it, they can naturally stab fatal wounds, and they are afraid that they will not be stabbed.

Shura sword, being ranked tenth on the weapon list, is not a wasted name, holding a sword can be attacked and defended, attacking, opening and closing, opening mountains and cracking the land invincible, guarding, such as the dragon of the mountain guarding the momentum of the mountain, and the defense is not leaky.

There is a long story that the ancients had a shield and a spear, and the reputation said: "My shield is strong, and things can not be trapped." He also praised his spear and said: "The benefit of my spear is not trapped in nothing." ”

Or say: "With the spear of the son, the shield of the trap, what is it?"

The shield that cannot be trapped and the spear that is not trapped cannot stand together in the world.

A shield that cannot pierce anything and a spear that can pierce anything cannot exist at the same time, and the spear and the shield themselves are opposites.

However, the Shura Sword refuted this story very seriously and sarcastically, its shield lowered countless sharp spears from the crotch of the wind on the battlefield, and its spear pierced countless hard shields for the wind on the battlefield!

This is the Shura Sword ranked tenth in the 100 list of weapons, and Su Feng is invincible on the same battlefield with it, and the number of people who have died under their combination has been countless, just like the sea of blood at the feet of Su Feng does not know how deep.

Ouyang Zheng and Qingfeng naturally knew about the shield and spear of the Shura Sword, so they never thought of breaking through the shield as hard as the Shura Sword and the Dragon.

It's not right to pierce it, it should be that it can't be pierced at this time, Qingfeng feels that one day he and the Qingfeng Sword in his hand will definitely be able to pierce the shield of the Shura Sword, but not now, so if he can't pierce now, he will naturally bypass it.

"Huijian?" a hoarse voice came from under the mask, like boiling tea.

"Not bad. Su Feng spoke again, "So I should take this opportunity to kill you here." ”

The waves went like clouds and returned, and the north wind blew several thunders.

The dark red clouds lowered the figure, and the sky was dark, a little black, like the color of blood after it had coagulated, as if the black and red dyes had been thrown into the clouds to dye the color, so the clouds were thicker and darker.

The thunder suddenly exploded, like the war drums of the march shook people's hearts, and the sound of rain was eager, and all the ripples that fell on the sea of blood were ripples, and there were blood droplets splashing up like blood lotus about to bloom.

The blood-red background made the sound of the wind even more solemn, and the Shura mask was so hideous against the dark red, and the blood-colored robe splashed in the blood rain, not being wet, but rippling like this sea of blood.

The figure rendered by blood red raised his sword, the blade of the Shura sword was aimed at Qingfeng, Ouyang Zheng, the figure moved, the sea of blood moved, this sword is called Shura Slash, cut off the sea of blood, cut off the vitality, cut everything, and disappear.

Ouyang Zheng frowned and stood out with a sword, those who know are not confused, this sword wants to cut off the doubts in his heart, he is puzzled in his heart, and there is a trace of uneasiness, why is a gentleman afraid of a battle? The sword is like the wind, weathered thousands, piercing the blood rain, like a warship cutting through the thick blood rain curtain, and moving forward.

A smile appeared at the corner of Qingfeng's mouth, as if he was praising Ouyang Zheng's sword, he closed his eyes, the green shirt moved with the wind, he looked very indifferent, just like his state of mind at this time, Hui Jian is the word Hui, which cares if you are like thousands of troops, which cares about your thousands of waves, which cares about your blood and rain, I keep a Hui heart, and stab out as straight as Qingfeng's sword.

The most murderous, the most heroic, the sharpest, the three swords, well, that's it, stood together, fought together.